Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2008 08:09:05 +0000 (GMT) From: Nick Wilson Subject: Virgin at 22 - Part 7 The following story contains graphic sexual language and actions between males. If material of this nature offends you, or it is illegal in your jurisdiction for you to view it, DO NOT READ any further. This is a work of fiction and any similarity between real people or events is purely coincidental. As this is fiction, safe sex practices are not always followed by the characters, but should be by you. Please send your comments to nicolaswilson1982@yahoo.de --- I cleaned myself from all the cum and lube with the towel and got up, waiting at the bathroom door. I heard water starting to run in the shower as Andy looked out of the bathroom. "You joining us?" All three of us got into the shower, which we somehow managed, though there was barely a body part that didn't collide with someone else's. Peters dick was the only flaccid one, Andy was fully hard throughout, me between semi and fully hard, depending if someone brushed against it or not. After our shower, we again planted ourselves onto the couch, all three of us naked. Peter turned the TV on and there was yet another Home Improvement episode. After a while, all three of us started to yawn. I thought about getting home as Peter looked over. "How 'bout going to bed, I'm really tired," said Peter. "Cool," replied Andy and got up. "I hope you don't mind all three of us sharing the bed?," asked Peter. "S'okay, but I need to text my dad." I went towards my pants and got my cell phone, as Andy laid down on the far side of the bed, Peter getting into the middle. After texting I also went over, lying down next to Peter. Andy was turned away from us, covered by a blanket. Peter turned sideways towards me, putting a hand over my naked body while covering me with his blanket. My cock immediately grew fully hard as all my tiredness from before was gone. Peter and Andy were asleep within minutes, both of them softly snoring. I on the other hand was lying on my back with an aching hardon while Peter snuggled tightly against me. I couldn't forget what had happened today but eventually drifted into sleep after some time, which seemed like a small eternity. Next thing I remember was that I was facing the edge of the bed, with Peter still tightly against my body. His left arm was wrapped over my chest while his fully hard 8 incher pressed into my crack. It felt awesome and I slowly started to move my hip, softly pushing his hardon against my hole. Even though I was fucked several times yesterday, I was super horny. I couldn't stop moving my hips as Peters dick felt wonderful in my crack and especially around my hole. Only a minute or two into it, Peter whispered into my ears. "Damn you're horny. Grab a condom and some lube from the night stand drawer, but let's try not to wake Andy," said Peter, before he gave me a quick kiss onto my neck and pulled the blanket down. The alarm clock on the nigh stand stood at 5.42. I retrieved everything and gave Peter what he asked for. In the dim light I could see him turning onto his back to pull the condom on, smearing quite a lot of lube onto his rigid hardon before turning towards me again. "Can you pull your left leg towards your stomach?" Parts of my leg were out of bed, so I held it with my arms. My hole was fully exposed as Peter pushed in a finger. I wanted to moan but bit my lower lip as I didn't want to wake Andy. Peter quickly worked in a second finger and after only a few gentle pushes removed them, turning fully onto his side, his 8 incher perfectly at my entrance. He didn't hesitate and pushed in all of his hardon with one motion. My hole must have gotten used to it as I didn't feel any pain. Right after his pubes brushed against my smooth buttcheeks, Peter started to withdraw all but his cock head before slowly pushing back in. He repeated his slow motions as precum started to leak from my aching hardon after only five or six pushes. I desperately wanted to moan but knew better. Peter built up a steady rhythm and started to pick up some speed, still removing most of his 8 incher and pushing back in in steady but forceful motions. He started to kiss my neck again which sent chills all over my body. Peter spoon fucked me for several minutes already, my 6 incher leaked more precum than ever. I couldn't touch it as my hands held my leg and even though I wanted to keep still I involuntarily started to moan. I sensed movement behind us but didn't care. I couldn't hold in any more and started to moan loudly as Peter was now drilling my hole while kissing my neck. His body slapped against my butt cheeks with every forceful push into my tight hole. He grabbed my aching 6 incher at the head but only held it tightly, sending shivers through my body by the movement on it whenever he pushed inwards. With loud moans, moans Andy could have never overheard, I started to shoot 3 or 4 thick ropes of cum onto the edge of the bed while Peter kept forcefully drilling my hole, not slowing down at all. He kept holding my sensitive 6 incher as my orgasm subsided before suddenly pulling out his 8 incher, turning me over and removing the condom. "Lick it," Peters commanding voice told me. >From the corner of my eyes I could see Andy stroking his own 6 incher next to us as I bent over and started to lick the head of Peters 8 incher. Peter and Andy, who closely watched my every move, both softly moaned. I took in about half of Peters hardon, trying my best to blow him with my inexperienced mouth. "Better watch out," proclaimed Peter after a few minutes as he pulled out his 8 incher and started to stroke it twice before shooting several spurts of cum onto my neck and upper chest, trying his best to aim down. I glanced over at Andy, whose deep moans announced his imminent orgasm. As Peters own orgasm subsided Andy shot several spurts of his juices onto his chest and belly. Both Peter and I watched until he turned over and pulled the covers over himself again right after the last shot. I looked for something to wipe the cum into but Peter got down and started to lick his own cum, which he shot onto me just seconds ago, from my neck and chest. After cleaning everything he lowered himself down and started to kiss me, sharing the taste of his cum with me. I only had tried my own so far and really liked Peters. He stopped after a while and lied back down next to me. "How 'bout you holding me this time?," asked Peter as he turned slightly sideways towards Andy. I quickly turned over and put my right hand over his body, trying my best to hold him as tight as possible. Within a few moments I fell asleep. At around 9 I had to pee really badly, so I got up and rushed into the bathroom. I sat down and before I even finished, Andy walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I was too baffled to say anything. "You really like Peter, don't you?," asked Andy. "What to do you mean?," was my innocent reply as I blushed in several shades of red. "You got a crush on him, right? I could see it in your eyes this morning." "I...I think so," I stammered as a single tear went down my face. "Damn, I didn't know, I mean, I thought you were just having fun and all, I would have never, you know, asked to join..." Both my eyes were filling up as I stared at the floor in front of me. "I'm getting out of here, but you need to tell Peter!" He got out of the bathroom and a minute or so later, I heard the front door. I slowly got up and washed my hands. I got out of the bathroom, Peter still lying in bed asleep. I sat down onto the couch and waited. --- More coming soon, in the meantime please send your comments to nicolaswilson1982@yahoo.de